What It's Gonna Be Lyrics - The Appeal: Georgia's Most Wanted - Gucci Mane

Listen to the track bitch 

Burr burr burr 

Im in the zone they keep on gettin offended 

But aint did nothing wrong but tightened up all my business 

And now im making millions, everybody's social 

They really too emotional i dont have time to hold them 

I wanna be a billionaire, me too 

So i can count a b cashing hundreds on you to 

I get dirty money bitches know with ciroc on my rada 

On the stage gettin it with nicki ricky rozay and flo rida 

I rock maris with the money ball like stoudemire omare 

Hold the blunt with my left hand to show my automall in paris 

Look at all that ive accomplished, i just bought me 3 ferraris 

Spent five million in my company if offended you not sorry... GUCCI 

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Chorus 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Too many chains on me too many rings on me 

Baby dancin on me diamonds dancing on me 

Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Dont dare anybody here to put their hands on me 

Too many stacks on me too many rights on me 

Got some killa and some gats and money 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Too many chains on me too many rings on me 

Baby dancin on me diamonds dancing on me 

Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Dont dare anybody here to put their hands on me 

Too many stacks on me too many rights on me 

Gotta die on my life as what its gonna be be 

Ima street magician and i keep on taking pretty girls to lenox 

New mustang with 80 in it watch her spend all 80 in 80 minutes 

Sacks are full real true religion i bought a car so sharp it make you feel suspicious 

See im too flamboyant they say its malnutrious im in a rare edition, think im a mathematician 

Dont nobody in here put their hands on me too many stacks on me too many rights on me 

Gotta die on my life as whats it gonna be whatcha gonna do gucci aint gonna leave 

Still poppin bottles pouring liquor on chicks no need to lie im such a freak 

No need to hide you so unique 

Imma try beat your back out until you weep 

Said you ran outta money theres more for me heres more for you cause you a whore for me 

Dont be a hoe for free cause we can ball right now we can do it 2, 3, 4 times a week 

From zone 6 down to? i pull up in that yellow thing i put rims on everything 

Hoes think i gotta wedding ring 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Too many chains on me too many rings on me 

Baby dancin on me diamonds dancing on me 

Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Dont dare anybody here to put their hands on me 

Too many stacks on me too many rights on me 

Got some killa and some gats and money 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Too many chains on me too many rings on me 

Baby dancin on me diamonds dancing on me 

Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Dont dare anybody here to put their hands on me 

Too many stacks on me too many rights on me 

Gotta die on my life as what its gonna be be 

Come in to leave throwin money high dont care where it reach 

Spend 2 g's a week on haircuts like 4, 5, 6 sometimes a week 

These girls petrified they scared to speak 

Im in the new gt with a georgia peach 

Gotta condo right out on the florida beach 

I aint hard to reach so nice to meet 

Every night we meet you prolly fight with me 

Say its fine with me to spend the night with me 

No rules everything alright with me 

Now shake baby shake just right for me 

Catch ball players in magic city 

Show them boys how good my jumper is 

Aint no niggas up in here, makin all pros look like amateurs 

I just showed my ass last night i had a blast 

My jewelery was so white haters put theirs in the trash 

Pulled up in some fans just to make them haters mad 

Rims with paper tag paper bag full of cash 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Too many chains on me too many rings on me 

Baby dancin on me diamonds dancing on me 

Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Dont dare anybody here to put their hands on me 

Too many stacks on me too many rights on me 

Got some killa and some gats and money 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Too many chains on me too many rings on me 

Baby dancin on me diamonds dancing on me 

Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze 

What it gonna be 

What it aint gonna be 

Dont dare anybody here to put their hands on me 

Too many stacks on me too many rights on me 

Gotta die on my life as what its gonna be be